Friday, July 28, 2006

new delhi blues

she slammed the door
her back to my face
there's nothing to discuss, she very distantly said

unsat, the blue sofa cold
undrunk coffee in the pot
what's the need for words when the feeling's dead

got to get going
when the going's good
love ain't forever
play the next song

2 comments:

Gowri Mohanakrishnan said...

you've said it all.
to praise it would be to burden your verse.

RAJI MUTHUKRISHNAN said...

Oh, the heartache there!